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Peter/Tony X Doctor! Reader - Broken Bones Pt.2
When you got home, the first thing you did was cry. One of your favorite patients had died and even though you couldn’t have done anything, you still felt like it was your fault. Jessica’s parents had thanked you for all the hard work you had put into helping Jessica fight her cancer. They didn’t blame you in the slightest and that made you feel even worse. You had to hold in your tears for the other kids and once you had composed yourself, you went to tell them the news.
 
Seeing the kids in pain was bad. Seeing the parents when their child had just died was even worse. Nothing could prepare you for the sight of parents grieving. TV shows and movies did it no justice. No amount of training helped either. You had been a doctor for seven years and you still remembered every kid and every set of parents. There was only one thing you could do to make things a little bit easier for the parents. You paid for the funeral and any other medical expense they couldn’
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Lucy Heartfilia X Fem! Reader - Cuddles
*BACKSTORY: LUCY AND READER RAN AWAY TOGETHER. THEY’RE BEST FRIENDS. THIS IS PLATONIC AS PLATONIC GETS*
 
 
It had been a long day. You, Lucy, Natsu, and Happy had just gotten to the inn you were staying at for the mission. The four of you were exhausted and all you wanted to do was sleep. The image of an actual bed was the only thing that kept you going. Unfortunately, there was a mix-up with the room. It only had one bed and a couch instead of two beds and a couch. The staff couldn’t do anything to change it and you were all too tired to argue so you just took it.
 
You and Lucy had told Natsu that the two of you were going to take the bed and that he could have the couch. He just nodded sleepily and continued walking to the room. Natsu got there before you did, and when you walked into the room he was on the bed, snoring, Happy on his stomach.
 
“I swear to god,” you muttered under your breath. “I’m going to punch
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Jumanji X Reader - Not Again Pt.3
“Well, Nigel, it’s nice to see someone else in this god-forsaken jungle,” you said to the man next to you.
 
“Ah, Miss Kara Elliott! What an honor to finally meet you. Still a Master at swordsmanship I see!” You got a little smirk on your face.
 
“Call it two years of being forced to use it or die.”
 
“Dr. Smolder Bravestone! I’m glad you’re here! Jumanji is in great peril and needs your help,” Nigel said, completely ignoring you.
 
“Damn NPC’s,” you muttered.
 
“Damn what?” Fridge asked.
 
“NPC’s,” you said turning around in your seat. “Non-Player Characters. They only have a set script. Anything outside of that will be ignored. It can be a pain in the ass.”
 
“Did you have to deal with them there?” Martha asked you.
 
“Yes. I hated it almost as much as interacting with the other players.”
 
M
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Jumanji X Reader - Not Again Pt.2
Green with specks of blue and red surrounded you. Not even two seconds later, you were falling through the air. The ground was steadily getting closer and you started to panic. Tree branches were hitting your face. When you were about to hit the ground, you tucked into a roll. A second later, someone fell next to you.
 
Scrambling away, you automatically reached behind your back. It startled you to actually feel something that you were able to grab. The grip was nice and you pulled out a broadsword. Pointing it at the person next to you, you took a defensive stance.
 
“Who the fuck are you and where the hell am I?” A hard look was on your face.
 
“Who are you?” You asked again.
 
The man looked at you and was about to speak when a bird scared him. He shouted out but you never took your eyes off of him. You heard yelling and when you looked up, you barely had enough time to dive to the side. Two people had fallen out of the sky and you trained
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Jumanji X Reader - Not Again Pt.1
*AU! where Sword Art Online happened three years before they get stuck in Jumanji. Reader was stuck in SAO*
You were the odd one out at your high school. Everyone was at least a little bit scared of you and you knew exactly why. You just didn’t care. If kids were mean enough to totally ignore you because something happened to you that was completely out of your control, you would ignore them back. Sure, it could get lonely, but you had real friends from your hometown that you could always talk to.
 
The last class of the day was about to begin when you saw a mop of red hair cowering in fear. Your eyes widened when fists came raining down. Picking up your pace, you ran into the person assaulting the red head.
 
“Jesus Christ man! Can’t you watch where you’re going?” Derek yelled as he pushed you against the wall.
 
“I dunno. Can you stop punching people Derek?” You sassed back. Derek’s eyes hardened and he put
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Literature
Transfer Student! Daichi X Reader - Call at Eight
Transfer Student! Daichi X Reader - Call at Eight [PURGE AU!]
*Three days before the Annual Purge*

 
“You’re almost done Jaime. Just a couple more minutes,” you said as you checked the equipment in front of you.
 
“Good. I know that this is for a good cause, but I fucking hate needles.” You let out a laugh.
 
“I know. Thank you for helping me every year. Even though you don’t like anything medical related.”
 
“I hate this day just as much as you do. I’m going to do anything to help.”
 
“All done!” Jaime let out a breath when you took the needle out of his arm and put the bandage over it.
 
“Oh thank god.”
 
“Go get yourself some juice and cookies. I’m almost done with my shift then we can go home.” Jaime nodded, walking over to the food. You were cleaning up when your coworker walked up to you.
 
“Want me to put t
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Steven Strange X Reader - Disappear [PLATONIC]
You had never been one for school and everyone found it weird that you were going to medical school. Nobody believed you at first but you had put your mind to it. Wanting to save and help people made the decision easy. You knew that it was going to be hard and tedious but you wanted to stick through it anyways.
 
While you were in school, you helped out at the hospital as a nurse. Getting your nursing degree was easy so the hospital hired you so you could gain experience. They also said that after you got your doctorate they would hire you again as the pediatric surgeon you were studying to be.
 
You worked in the pediatric wing mostly, but sometimes helped Christine Palmer if she had a rough patient. She always called you to help because you were great with people. You had a naturally calming presence and could always make people smile. The only person you couldn’t get through was Doctor Steven Strange.
 
That man always tried to avoid you. You didn’t know w
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Peter/Tony X Doctor! Reader - Broken Bones Pt.1
Your job was never easy. Some people didn’t understand why you would put yourself through the pain it came with, but you wouldn’t feel right if you didn’t do anything. You were a child doctor. You had the most experience in oncology, but sometimes you worked in the ER.
 
Today looked like it was going to be very long. You ran a whole wing of the Children’s Center and the Emergency Room was over-flowing. Running back and forth, you found yourself in the ER tending to a patient with three broken ribs. You learned his name was Peter and his aunt had brought him in after he collapsed from the pain.
 
“So Peter,” you said, “How did this happen? Were you in a fight with a flight of stairs?”
 
“No ma’am. I got into a fight with a couple people,” Peter said with a wince. You raised an eyebrow while his aunt scowled.
 
“I thought we agreed no more fighting Peter,” she said through tight teeth.
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Peter Parker X Reader - Turning Around
You were only nineteen when both of your parents died. They left behind you and your two little brothers. Evan was eleven and Levi was eight. Your aunt and uncle helped out as much as they could, but they lived on the other side of the country so they couldn’t do much. It was greatly appreciated though.
 
Your boyfriend’s aunt helped too. She gave your brothers Peter’s old clothes and often cooked meals for them when you were stuck at work. About a month after the car accident, the three of you had to move out of your house and into a tiny two-bedroom apartment. You had started working overtime and got another job. Pushing the thought of college to the back of your mind you focused on keeping things as normal as possible for your brothers. They didn’t need to know how stressful it was for you.
 
Peter kept them company when you were at work. He also picked them up from school and helped them with homework if they needed it. And when you came home he wa
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Leo Valdez X Reader - Rainy Days
Whenever it rained you were always found right next to a window or outside dancing. It was your favorite and you couldn’t get enough of it. But that was before Camp. You always hated the magical barrier that kept the “bad” weather out. So when it rained, you snuck out. You may have gotten caught a couple of times by Argus or Chiron, but that never stopped you from doing it again.
 
So after your eleventh time sneaking out and getting caught, Chiron gave you a proposition. When it rained, you would be able to go outside of the barrier. You just had to have someone with you. You agreed on the spot. Most of the time Clarisse went with you, but when she said no, you got either Percy or Leo to go with you. Those three were your best friends and they didn’t like to see you sad. Sad was never a good sign with you.
 
It was in the middle of summer when the first big storm hit. Clarisse was at her home in Phoenix visiting her mom so you couldn’t ask her.
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Tony Stark X Reader - Scars [Soulmate! AU]
Soulmate! AU where you don't age a day after eighteen until you find your soulmate.
It had been another long, boring day at work. How did you fix it? You went to the local bar of course. You frequented the place enough for the bouncer and bartenders to recognize you. Your regular drink was put in front of you right after you had sat down.
 
“Rough day?” Percy asked you as you downed the drink in one go.
 
“Not rough. Just boring,” you said. He filled your glass with whiskey again.
 
“You need to get a new job. I can tell that you’re not happy.”
 
“Of course I’m not happy. I’ve been alive for so goddamn long and nothing is going right in my life. I haven’t found my soulmate and I have a crappy office job when I could be working in a museum. Hell, I would take being a fucking exhibit over the job I have now.”
 
“How old are you really?” Percy asked. “You’ve neve
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K-Project X Reader - Mind Games Pt. Four [FINAL]
You woke up in your bed, hair all tousled from sleep. Untangling the necklace around your neck, you made sure that your ring was still there. You didn’t remember where you got it from, but you knew that it was important. You stifled a yawn when your mom called out to you to wake up. Faster than you normally did, you got up. You didn’t know why you were pumped for the day, but you just knew that something good was going to happen.
 
“You’re awfully chipper today,” your mom said.
 
“I don’t even know why!” You said with a laugh. “I just feel like something good is going to happen.”
 
“Then you go out and seize the day [y/n]!”
 
“You got it mom!” You said with a salute. She laughed and pushed you out the door.
 
“Now hurry up or you’ll be late for work.” You waved goodbye to her and made your way down the street. You had a job waitressing at a cute little coffee s
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K-Project X Reader - Mind Games Pt. Three
Everyone was tense as they listened to you struggle to get back in. Their hearts broke even more when they heard you start to sob. Izumo hit his bar loudly which made the other two men look at him weirdly.
 
“I can’t fucking stand this,” Izumo whispered. “She’s in so much pain and I can’t do anything to help her.”
 
“None of us can Izumo,” Kamamoto said. “But we have to leave her be. She’s safer that way.”
 
“I know she is, but I want my love back.”
 
“And I want my best friend back,” Yata chimed in.
 
“I’m pretty sure King will say no. He loves her too much.”
 
A thud resounded on the front doors and Kamamoto looked out the window to see what it was.
 
“She’s cried herself to sleep guys,” he said. “We can’t just leave her there. It’s too dangerous.”
 
“Bring her inside,” Mikoto sa
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K-Project X Reader - Mind Games [Pt. Two]
“HOMRA?” You said to yourself. “The fuck is HOMRA?”
 
You went onto Google and typed in HOMRA. The first thing that popped up was a bar. You didn’t look into it further and closed everything before gathering your stuff and running out of the library. Pulling up the bar on Google Maps, you quickly made your way over.
 
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“What the hell was that Yata-chan!” Kamamoto yelled. “You know that if King knew about this, he’d be super pissed off! You aren’t allowed to go near her.”
 
“You think I don’t know that? I just needed to see if she was okay!”
 
“Of course she’s okay! She’s away from all of this shit!” Yata let out a yell and punched the wall.
 
“I’m going to the bar,” Kamamoto said. “I’m not going to tell anyone, as long as you don’t do it again. You’ll just put her in danger.”
 
“I just w
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K-Project X Reader - Mind Games [Pt. One]
“She looks so happy,” Izumo said. Mikoto didn’t say anything and continued to stare at you.
 
“I still can’t believe that you two got a Strain and erased all her memories!” Yata yelled. “She’s your little sister for fuck’s sake!”
 
“Be quiet Yata-chan,” Izumo scolded.
 
“It was for her own good,” Mikoto said lowly. “I didn’t want to see her get hurt again.”
 
“Neither did I.”
 
“She was my best friend, King! Your sister doesn’t deserve this.” Angry tears appeared in Yata’s eyes.
 
“And she was going to be my fiancé!” Izumo had lost his patience.
 
“Do you think you’re the only one affected by this? We all lost someone that we loved Yata-chan! You lost your best friend, King lost his little sister, and I lost the love of my life.” Purple glasses hid wet eyes. “Did you really w
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Dad!England X Child!Reader - Daddy Daughter Dates
You never had a mother. She died in childbirth delivering you. Sure, you always wondered what it would be like to have a mom, but you were content with your dad and uncles. Your dad treated you like a princess and never, ever blamed you for the death of his wife. The two of you made a happy little family.
 
Ever since you could see the little things, you noticed how sad your daddy got on Valentine’s Day. So every year since you were three, you had done something with him for that special day. You went on daddy-daughter dates all the time, but Valentine’s Day was your favorite. You got to dress up and you would get candy. Your daddy loved it too.
 
The morning of Valentine’s Day, you were woken up by your dad knocking on your door.
 
“Good morning pumpkin,” he said. “You ready for our special day?”
 
“Yeah!” You got your six-year-old butt out of bed and bounded to your closet.
 
“Breakfast is ready down
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Haikyuu!! The kiss (Tendou Satori)

~ kiss on the lower lip expresses sexual appetite/can't get enough ~
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Tendou didn’t initiate things, at least not as often as (Name) did. His girlfriend was the one who always start something as first. And he never complained about the attention that was provided to him from her side. She was fast to always grab his hand with her own, or she was always the first one to claim the kiss between them and she was always the first to start the intimate things between them. 
As was said, Tendo didn't mind it, he often explained this to himself that he's way too irresistible, so his girlfriend just can't hold back. And thus he congratulated himself for being  such an spectacularly seductive man.  But sometimes he craved for the leading role. Sometimes he wanted to be the dominant male and he wanted to take his woman by his own script.
And that was probably why (Name) was so surprised when he decided to do so tonigh
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teeth :: tendou satori
❝Not all love is gentle. Sometimes it’s gritty and dirty and possessive, sometimes it’s not supposed to be careful or soft at all.
♡ Vivacious twitters of laughter emerged from the depths of your throat as you blathered with your classmates, discreetly reveling in the attention riveted onto you; however, a bristle of trepidation surged down your spine, and your friend's banters promptly simmered down into a few whispers, their voice hoarse and low from tribulation.
Leering around your male friend, you discerned a certain someone with a condescending aura emitting from their entity and an equally supercilious simper. As clammy sweat accumulated on the back of your neck, you dismissed yourself from your friends and scampered over to the aforementioned senior, pushing him into a secluded area by seizing his shoulders and heaving. "Tendou-senpai, is everything all right. . .?" you inquired tentatively once the coast was clear.
Slumping onto you slightly, you
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Mori x Reader
Mori x Reader
  You adore your free periods during school. They gave you the chance to do some of your homework at school, rather than at home. So naturally you were agitated when your friends dragged you off with them on an 'adventure'. 
  "I appreciate the thought and all, but I really should be working on my homework," you pleaded again. (F/N) rolled her eyes and continued to drag you along, "(BF/N), please tell her that this will be worth it in the end." 
  (BF/N) giggle and flashed one of her reassuring smiles, "I promise it will be good, just trust us. Besides, even you need to take a break every once in a while." You were still somewhat skeptical, but you knew that you could trust them, "Fine, I'll trust you guys, but could you at least tell me where you're taking me?"
  "There's no need to, we're already here," (BF/N) said while emphasizing the arrival dramatically. You laughed lightly at your best friend's behavior and read the plaque located next
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The Mountain God - MorixReader
Your eyes glaze over as you stare out the window. The absence of guests allows you a moment to indulge yourself with the simple act of remaining seated on the cushioned window seat. At first, you could see what beauty lay below in the artfully crafted hedges and hand-carved marble stone among the other prominent architectural features. Now, it's nothing more than a blur. Your sight, mind, and attention roam to a place far beyond the confines of school grounds.
"What are you thinking about, (Y/n)?"
Without looking behind you to fully acknowledge the interruption, you blink away the haze and gently swallow the sigh that begs to erupt from your lips. "Nothing of consequence."
Haruhi sits down beside you and joins in on the aimless window watching. A moment passes in silence. Then she asks, "You're really missing home, aren't you?" From the matter-of-fact assembly of words and the finality of her tone, she's not really asking. She knows exactly how much you would love to return to America,
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SAD BEAUTIFUL TRAGIC | USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI




Long, handwritten note deep in your pocket.
Words, how little they mean, when you're a little too late,
I stood right by the tracks, your face in a locket.
Good girls, hopeful they'll be, and long they will wait.
It was the same routine every evening. You would stand outside the gymnasium waiting for him as he finished talking to either your coach or one of your teammates.
He would only nod at you silently as he strode out the gymnasium doors, his stride never faltering while making eye contact with you. Ushijima would walk right past you with those mighty steps of his. Never once would he turn back to see if you were keeping up with his strides, or even following him at all. 
But you always did, because frankly. 
You were in love with the man.
We had a beautiful magic love there,
What a sad beautiful tragic love affair…

Sometimes you wondered what you were to him. If
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Unsaid [Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader]
[Kuroo Tetsurou x Genderneutral! Reader]
Contest entry for unravelledtruth’s contest.
ENTRY TWO
Theme: Youth
≈ 1,520 words
WARNING: Death mention
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        Don’t think about the choices that you make. It became somewhat of a mantra for the two of you, the troublesome duo. He had your back and you had his, and the two of you were practically inseparable. Yet it was impossible to ignore the people spitting at the two of you on the street, the jeering taunts and laughter heard at school.
        He was all you had. Nothing seemed to fix that, no matter how many times you tried to change, or how many times you tried to say that you weren’t like your father, the criminal that he was. You lost count of how many times you found yourself breaking down in a secluded area, the tears streaming down your face.
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To the Skies [Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader]
[Iwaizumi Hajime x Genderneutral! Reader]
WARNING: None
≈ 400 Words
[Birdperson AU]

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         Feet to the ledge. Breath short with anticipation.
         Arms spread. The wind raises goosebumps in it’s wake, tousling your messily styled hair.
         The thrill is always the same. The feeling of gravity dragging your forward, eyes closed against the stinging wind. Then they suddenly open, and the world unfolds around you. Now the ground rushes to meet you, it’s embrace not as welcoming as you might have hoped.
         Any normal person might squeeze their eyes shut and hope that the pain won’t last, thinking the same words over and over again.
This is it.
         But for you, it’s a different story. The anticipation, the longing for it to all begin. Unlike the others, with their willingness to let it all en
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Thankful [Bokuto Koutarou x Reader]
[Bokuto Koutarou x Reader]
Gender: Neutral
WARNING: Angst, death, war
≈ 1,480 Words
World War II AU
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         January 7, 1943
   Hello! Bokuto-san, a dear, close friend of mine, has been trying to get me to write in this journal for months now. It was only now that I had an idea for what to write about.
   What if, every month or so, I just write a little excerpt on what I’m thankful for. It’s pretty silly, I know, but it’s something to keep me optimistic and happy, right?
   Oh, I have to go. Bokuto-san’s knocking on my door. We’re going to watch this play in town today! I suppose that’s one thing to be thankful for.
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         March 15, 1943
   I’m back! It’s been a while, and so much has happened since then! I meant to write yesterday, but I simply didn’t have the time. Afte
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Wrath [Kyoutani Kentarou x Reader]
[Kyoutani Kentarou x Genderneutral! Reader]
WARNING: Mentions of abuse, breakups
≈ 740 Words

The Seven Sins
Wrath
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        He hated it. He hated how he had to talk to strangers, absolute strangers, about his so-called “problems”. The posters depicting angry and happy faces seemed to mock him, plastered on the walls of the small room, unmoving. Every week the slightly balding man would ask him questions about his life, what was happening, and lecture him on the ways to control his anger.
        None of them worked. As far as Kentarou could tell, all they did was anger him more. Screaming into a pillow was probably the most ridiculous out of all of them, yet he still did. There was only one reason, one person who would push him so far as to apply for the weekly anger management classes he went to.
        You and your silken [Hair Color] hair would always flash before his eyes whenever he closed
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Memories [Iida Tenya x Reader]
[Iida Tenya x Reader]
Gender: Neutral
WARNING: Angst
≈ 810 Words

[Memory Loss AU]
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        There was something that he couldn’t quite grasp here.
        Iida never quite understood what was going on. Why was this attractive stranger holding his hand? Why were they visiting a children’s playground, of all things?
        The answer would drift through his mind, but the moment he understood, it slipped through his fingers once again.
        It was frustrating, really, yet he listened to you ramble on about things he simply couldn’t recall.
        “Hey, Tenya-kun. Remember when we first met?” No, he didn’t. After all, the events leading up to this very moment seemed. . . Fuzzy. There were bits and pieces here and there, like puzzle pieces which didn’t quite fit together.
        However, he could recall
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Tenya Iida x Reader - Relax
You were eating a bowl of rice in the cafeteria with Iida, Midoriya, and Ururaka. The latter two were engrossed in a conversation about class. Iida was eating slowly, apparently thinking hard about something. But you knew better.
“Are you feeling all right?” you asked.
The bespectacled boy quickly waved his hand dismissively. “Of course! I'm the epitome of health.”
“You're holding all kinds of stress in your shoulders and between your shoulder blades,” you replied.
“That's nonsense, (Y/N). You must be mistaken.”
You raised an eyebrow. “Then why are you trying to crack your back?”
He froze immediately and said nothing. But you were both aware of the sweat drop forming on his face.
“Come with me.” You grabbed his arm and dragged him away from the lunch table.
“(Y/N), it's lunch time!” Iida protested. “Where are we going?”
“Recovery Girl's office. Unless you want to take your shirt off in
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Perfect (Enji Todoroki/Endeavor x Reader)
Note: This takes place back when Endeavor was a first year at U.A.
"I will be the number 1 hero (Y/N), just you wait," said your childhood friend Enji Todoroki for the hundredth time.
"Yeah yeah, keep telling yourself that Enji," you sighed, getting slightly annoyed at the topic. He use to be a pretty cool guy to hang around until the two of you started U.A. together. He developed some rivalry against your fellow classmate Toshinori Yagi, and now all he talks about is how he will surpass him.
"I'm not kidding, I would do anything to beat that fool," he responded coldly, glaring straightforward as the two of you walked to class.
"Hmph, you never kid about anything. Well don't forget about me when you become number 1, or else I'll kick your ass and replaced you," you said, nudging his muscular arm as you winked at him.
Glaring down at you, he grunted but you knew deep down inside he cared.
Walking into your classroom, you made your way to your seat beside Enji and began to prepare for th
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Bad Days (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader)
Another failed pitched had you in a bad mood all day. You were thoroughly exasperated and wanted nothing more than to go home to your husband, Ushijima Wakatoshi. 
He wasn't a man who knew how to show affection well but seeing him attempt to always cheered you up and that's all you wanted right now. To be in his arms and inhale his comforting scent was all you could think about. The minutes seemed to drag on into hours and hours into days, you felt restless and couldn't concentrate. 
Finally, the digital clock on your phone showed that it was six and that meant you could leave. Packing up at lightning speed, you dashed out of the office after hurriedly saying goodbye to your colleagues. You were walking so fast you were sure you could win a walkthon at your speed. Waiting for the train at the platform, you impatiently tapped your foot and you shot a text to Ushijima letting him know that you were on your way home. 
The world seemed to rush by you in a blur as you speedil
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Spontaniety (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader)
To say Ushjima Wakatoshi was upset when you had decided to go to Karasuno instead of Shiratorizawa was an understatement. It affected him so much he didn’t talk to you for a whole week, which was quite surprising seeing as how the two of you were known to be joined by the hip. Nevertheless, he had to accept your decision even though he’d much rather you continue to attend Shiratorizawa with him.
You wanted a new environment. The people in Shiratorizawa were a little too stuck up for your liking, excluding Ushjima of course. You wanted to go somewhere a little smaller and your parents had suggested Karasuno.
Since you had pretty good grades you were in a college prep class with Daichi and Suga. You became friends with them in no time and they encouraged you to sign up as the volleyball club’s manager. They didn’t know that you had already been planning to do so but you didn’t tell them that.
Despite going to different schools and having busy schedules, you
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Cuddle~ Aomine Daiki x Reader
A loud sneeze echoed through a small apartment, inside one of the bedrooms sat a {HairColor} headed girl. Blankets were wrapped in a bundle around her with tissues surrounding her. Her face was red,  her nose the stuffed up, Her throat was as sore as can be and her body was freezing. She hated being sick.
She huffed and threw the old tissues in the waste basket and flopped back down on the fluffy bed. She looked over at the clock near her bed, '3:45 a.m'  She sighed, rolling over, and grabbed her phone off the nightstand. she scrolled through her contacts till one name popped up, 'Daiki Aomine'
She pressed 'call' and placed the device to her ear. It rang for sometime till a groan echoed through the speaker of the phone, "{Name}? What is it, its 3:56 in the morning what could it possibly be this time?" It was true his {HairColor} head girlfriend  had called him at late times from dumb things but this time it was important.
"Aomineee... I don't feel good. And I can't sleep
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When you got home, the first thing you did was cry. One of your favorite patients had died and even though you couldn’t have done anything, you still felt like it was your fault. Jessica’s parents had thanked you for all the hard work you had put into helping Jessica fight her cancer. They didn’t blame you in the slightest and that made you feel even worse. You had to hold in your tears for the other kids and once you had composed yourself, you went to tell them the news.

 

Seeing the kids in pain was bad. Seeing the parents when their child had just died was even worse. Nothing could prepare you for the sight of parents grieving. TV shows and movies did it no justice. No amount of training helped either. You had been a doctor for seven years and you still remembered every kid and every set of parents. There was only one thing you could do to make things a little bit easier for the parents. You paid for the funeral and any other medical expense they couldn’t get. That was the least you could do.

 

So there you were, in your living room, bawling on the couch when your husband pulled you into his embrace. He did the same thing to you that you did to Connor and soon your sobs turned to hiccups.

 

“What’s wrong?” He asked you, stroking your hair.

 

“Jessica died today,” you whispered. “Nobody saw it coming. It was so sudden.”

 

“When’s the funeral?”

 

“They haven’t decided yet. They want me to attend though.”

 

“Okay. How about until then, we have a movie night. Just the two of us. That sound good?”

 

“That sounds great,” you said as you stood up. “Let me get out of my scrubs first.”

 

“Take your time honey. I’ll get the TV set up.” He gave you a light kiss and you walked to your enormous bedroom.

 

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You had just gotten dressed when you heard a knock on your door. Yelling for the person to come in, you went into the bathroom to get your brush.

 

“How’re you holding up?” Natasha asked you.

 

“Better than before. This one’s going to take a while though.” You sighed and sat on the bed. Nat took the brush from you and started working on your hair.

 

“I would be a little worried if it didn’t take a while. Not counting Connor, she was your favorite right?”

 

“Yea. Even though she was so sick she brought happiness everywhere and to everyone. She even laughed at my jokes.”

 

“And your jokes are so bad,” Tony said as he walked into the room.

 

“Dad jokes are the best and you can shut up,” you told your husband, sticking your tongue out slightly.

 

“No. Not really,” Nat said. “Now I believe you have a movie date to get to?”

 

“Yes we do.” You were about to get up when your phone went off. You picked it up and didn’t even get to put a word in before dropping your phone and running for your shoes.

 

“Woah babe. Where’s the fire?” Tony said jokingly.

 

“Connor’s having another seizure. I need to get to the hospital. Now.

 

“I’ll give you a lift.” The joking tone was gone.

 

The three of you ran downstairs while Tony called one of his suits. “I’ll meet the two of you there,” Natasha said.

 

You just nodded and clung to Tony before he took off. It only took a few minutes until you got to the hospital but it felt like a lifetime. Tony dropped you off as close as he could and you booked it to Connor’s room. Diana had gone home for the night but Lucy and Arthur were still here. You threw on gloves as fast as you could and immediately started to help.

 

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Connor had been seizing of and on for a good fifteen minutes before you got it to stop completely. After you had checked his heartrate and other vitals, you fell onto the chair next to his bed. He had fallen asleep but you were wide awake. There was no way in hell you were sleeping tonight.

 

“[Y/n]?” Lucy said. “You have a Peter Parker waiting in room eight for you.”

 

“Tell him to come back later or have Arthur check up on him. I’m not leaving this room.”

 

“I told him that. He says that he needs to see you.”

 

“Did you say Peter Parker?” Tony asked from the doorway. You nodded, stifling a nod.

 

“I treated him for broken ribs earlier today.”

 

“[Y/n]?” Peter said from the hallway. “I need to speak with you please.”

 

“I’m sorry Peter, but [y/n]’s busy at the moment. Can I take a message?” Tony said. Peter’s eyes went wide.

 

“M-Mr. Stark! What are you doing here?”

 

“I’m comforting my wife after a difficult time.”

 

“Your wife?” He peeked into the room and you waved tiredly.

 

“Hello Peter. What’s wrong? Are your ribs hurting?”

 

“Uuhhh.” That was all that came out of Peter’s mouth.

 

“Oh be quite. You’re going to wake up Connor,” Tony said.

 

“Is he your son?”

 

“He’s my little brother,” you said. “You never answered my question. What’s wrong?”

 

“I may have hurt my ribs even more,” Peter said sheepishly. You let out a little sigh.

 

“What did you do?”

 

“I’ll have to tell you when nobody else is around.” That caused you to raise your eyebrow but you had Lucy leave the room.

 

“What’s up?” You asked Peter.

 

“So you know how you said I couldn’t do any strenuous activities?”

 

“Yes..”

 

“Well I have to.”

 

“You can’t. Doctor’s orders.” Peter was about to respond when Tony interjected.

 

“Leave everything to me, Underoos,” he said. “You take it easy and do what my wife tells you to.”

 

“But Mr. Stark, you know I can’t do that!”

 

“Underoos?” You mused for a second, before your eyes widened. “You’re the kid Tony was talking about?!”

 

“Yeah,” Peter said with a small smile. “That’s me.”

 

“So you’re Spiderman,” you mused.

 

“Yup.”

 

“Stop being Spiderman for the next eight weeks.”

 

“But I can’t!”

 

“You can and you will,” you said. “You can’t do anything that will hurt you even more and I’ve seen the way you move when you’re swinging. You’ll hurt yourself more and most likely need surgery.”

 

“You don’t want May to go through that, do you?” Tony butted in, interrupting Peter.

 

“No, I guess not,” Peter said dejectedly.

 

“So we’re at an agreement. If I see or hear anything about Spiderman for the next eight weeks I know where to find you.” The tone of your voice made it clear that you weren’t messing around and Peter shied away from you.

 

“Yes ma’am!” He squeaked. Tony laughed and clapped him on the back.

 

“Alright kid, let’s get you home.”

 

The two of them left the room and you were alone with Connor. A sad look took over your face and you finally let the tears fall. You tried to keep it down, but you didn’t know that Connor was awake and feeling very guilty for making you cry. When he heard you get up, he tried to be as still as possible. You walked over to his bed and sat down carefully. Brushing his hair away from his head, you placed a kiss on his forehead.

 

“I love you so much. You’re so strong for fighting and I’m so proud of you,” you whispered.

 

You kissed the top of his head and adjusted the blankets. Before you left the room, you glanced at him again, a sad smile gracing your lips. 

Peter/Tony X Doctor! Reader - Broken Bones Pt.2
After for-fucking-ever here's part two! I couldn't make the words sound right until now, sorry!

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*BACKSTORY: LUCY AND READER RAN AWAY TOGETHER. THEY’RE BEST FRIENDS. THIS IS PLATONIC AS PLATONIC GETS*

 

 

It had been a long day. You, Lucy, Natsu, and Happy had just gotten to the inn you were staying at for the mission. The four of you were exhausted and all you wanted to do was sleep. The image of an actual bed was the only thing that kept you going. Unfortunately, there was a mix-up with the room. It only had one bed and a couch instead of two beds and a couch. The staff couldn’t do anything to change it and you were all too tired to argue so you just took it.

 

You and Lucy had told Natsu that the two of you were going to take the bed and that he could have the couch. He just nodded sleepily and continued walking to the room. Natsu got there before you did, and when you walked into the room he was on the bed, snoring, Happy on his stomach.

 

“I swear to god,” you muttered under your breath. “I’m going to punch him.”

 

“Don’t waste your energy tonight. Do it tomorrow when he least expects it,” Lucy said to you.

 

“Okay.”

 

“You get one half I get the other?” Lucy asked.

 

“Sure. Lemme steal some pillows from the jerk on the bed. Can you get some blankets from the front counter?”

 

“Yup!” Lucy walked out of the room and when she came back you were curled up in a ball on the couch, book in hand. She threw a blanket at you and all she could hear was a muffled little, ‘Hey’ be whined from underneath it. Lucy stifled a laugh when you pulled it down and your hair was all static-y.

 

“They only had one blanket so we’re going to have to share.”

 

“Fine by me,” you said.

 

“Okay.”

 

You laid down on the couch and Lucy plopped down on top of you. Being best friends, the two of you were no strangers to cuddling with each other. Lucy had her head on your chest and you idly played with her hair. She fell asleep quickly, soft snores coming from her mouth while you kept reading your book. Pretty soon you couldn’t keep your eyes open and you fell asleep, the book long forgotten.

 

---

 

“They’re cuddling Natsu!” Happy said.

 

Natsu laughed loudly, “We should wake them up with water!”

 

“Do that and you’re dead, Dragon Boy,” you said darkly. They both froze in fear and when they ran away you were hot on their heels. You had forgotten all about Lucy and didn’t hear her land on the floor with a yelp.

 

“Natsu!” She yelled.

 

Natsu and Happy ran faster while being chased by two scary women. They kept laughing and that made you run faster to catch them. You managed to grab hold of Natsu and Lucy got Happy. Putting Natsu into a head-hold, you gave him a noogie until he was begging you to let him go.

 

“No! You took the bed from me and this is only PART of your punishment!” You yelled. He paled and struggled even more.

 

“You deserve this Natsu,” Lucy said.

 

“But I was tired!”

 

“Does it look like I care?” You said. People were starting to stare but you didn’t care. Natsu had to know that what he did was a dick move. Natsu stopped struggling and you made the mistake to loosen your hold on him. He escaped with a laugh and took off, not even getting five paces before face-planting onto the dirt road. Lucy and Happy burst into laughter as Natsu groaned.

 

“That’s what you get you jerk! Next time you’re sleeping outside and we’re taking the train instead of walking,” you said, a smug grin on your face.

 

“No!” Natsu whined. “Anything but that!”

 

“No can do. Now let’s go catch a train, shall we?” An evil grin was on your face and Lucy was copying you. Grabbing Natsu’s collar, you proceeded to drag him to the train station, ignoring his pleas for forgiveness.

Lucy Heartfilia X Fem! Reader - Cuddles
Just a little drabble I thought of after one of my best friends fell asleep on me a couple days ago. 

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“Well, Nigel, it’s nice to see someone else in this god-forsaken jungle,” you said to the man next to you.

 

“Ah, Miss Kara Elliott! What an honor to finally meet you. Still a Master at swordsmanship I see!” You got a little smirk on your face.

 

“Call it two years of being forced to use it or die.”

 

“Dr. Smolder Bravestone! I’m glad you’re here! Jumanji is in great peril and needs your help,” Nigel said, completely ignoring you.

 

“Damn NPC’s,” you muttered.

 

“Damn what?” Fridge asked.

 

“NPC’s,” you said turning around in your seat. “Non-Player Characters. They only have a set script. Anything outside of that will be ignored. It can be a pain in the ass.”

 

“Did you have to deal with them there?” Martha asked you.

 

“Yes. I hated it almost as much as interacting with the other players.”

 

Martha was gonna talk but Spencer stopped her. “Maybe we should pay attention to what Nigel has to say. It could be important.”

 

“He’s just gonna tell backstory most likely,” you said.

 

“Did you get the letter I sent you Dr. Bravestone?” Nigel asked Spencer.

 

“I didn’t get a let—,” Spencer’s eyes widened when a letter appeared in his hand.

 

“Woah,” Martha said.

 

“This is so unreal,” Bethany whispered.

 

“You get used to it.” Sympathy was in your voice.

 

“Guys! What’s happening?”

 

“It’s a cut-scene,” Spencer said. “A lot of video games have them.”

 

“Now this is weird. I don’t know how I feel about this,” you looked around wearily.

 

Nigel’s voice was floating in the air and people were everywhere. He was telling a story, the one that was the premise of the game. Basically this man named Russel Van Pelt has stolen the jewel eye of the Jaguar and had cursed this land. Something like that. You weren’t paying attention. All you knew is that you had to get the jewel back to its rightful place. The cut-scene weirded you out so much, you didn’t even realize that it had ended and Nigel was saying something.

 

“He’s just repeating it,” Fridge said.

 

“Repeating what?” You asked.

 

“Blah, blah ‘If you wish to leave the game, you must save Jumanji and call out its name.’ Something like that. I don’t know how you didn’t hear him.” Fridge raised his eyebrow and looked at you weird.

 

“I was in my own little world, sorry.”

 

“Dr. Bravestone! Here’s a map of Jumanji. You will find the missing piece at the Bazaar. Good luck! Jumanji needs you!” Nigel said as he drove away.

 

“Couldn’t he just drive us to the statue?” Fridge complained. “Damn.”

 

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“Do you even know where you’re going Spencer?” You asked him. “It seems like we’re going in circles.”

 

“Yes, uh maybe? The map is blank,” he said.

 

“Blank? What do you mean blank?” Bethany said.

 

“Nothing’s on it.” She walked over to Spencer and looked at the map.

 

“What are you talking about? It’s a map. A map of Jumanji,” Bethany said.

 

“Cartography,” Martha breathed.

 

“What’s that?”

 

“The study of maps! It was one of Professor Oberon’s skills,” you said.

 

“So I can see this but you guys can’t? That’s so weird.”

 

“We all have certain skills. But how do we find out—,“ Spencer gasped when a floating box containing strengths and weaknesses popped up. Everyone gathered around it and didn’t notice yours pop up too.

 

“Strengths; fearless, climbing, speed, boomerang, and smoldering intensity.” Spencer stared off into the distance.

 

“What the hell are you doing?” Fridge said.

 

“He smoldered,” Bethany said, a weird look on her face.

 

“Weaknesses; none?” Spencer continued. Everyone looked at him in awe, but you just rolled your eyes.

 

“Uh, how did you do that?” Martha asked, pointing up at the box.

 

“I think I just pressed my enormous left peck.”

 

“It’s like the boob here, lemme show—.”

 

“Get the hell away from me,” she said, smacking Fridge’s hand away.

 

“Well at least do it out in the open so we can see how it’s done,” he said, eyes firmly glued to her breasts.

 

“Pervert,” you said. He shot you a glare.

 

“Wait, when did you get yours up?” He said.

 

“Right after Spencer.” Martha’s box popped up and Fridge groaned.

 

“I missed both of y’all do it!”

 

You shrugged and gave him a shit eating grin. “Oh well, sucks to suck!”

 

“What’s dance fighting?” Bethany asked Martha.

 

“I don’t know. But my weakness it venom. I don’t like the sound of that.”

 

“Let’s just hope there’s no snakes, yeah?” You said.

 

“What’re yours?”

 

“Well I’m a blade expert. That explains the sword on my back and the knives in my boots.”

 

“Wait, you have knives in your boots?” Spencer said, unbelieving. You nodded and took them out. The blade was as long as your forearm and the handle was the same size as your hand.

 

“Those are huge!”

 

“They’re bowie knives, they’re supposed to be big.”

 

“I didn’t know that they were that big,” Spencer whispered. You looked at them weirdly.

 

“You guys have never seen a bowie knife before, have you?” They all shook their head.

 

“Alright. Well, I also know hand to hand combat and I have speed too. My weakness is alcohol. I’m bummed about that.”

 

“You know that you’re basically the poster child for delinquent’s right?” Fridge said.

 

“Don’t act like you’ve never drank before. All teenagers do it.”

 

“I don’t,” Spencer said.

 

“Neither do I,” Martha added.

 

“I’m surrounded by goody-goody’s,” you muttered, rubbing your hand on your face.

 

“What are yours Bethany?”

 

“Paleontology. What is that?”

 

“I believe it’s the study of fossils,” Martha said.

 

“That’s cool,” you chimed in. Bethany looked at the two of you like she didn’t believe you.

 

“Yeah, says the two gorgeous badasses who have actual skills.”

 

Fridge hit his chest and his box showed up. He took one look at it and turned his head. You had to bite back a laugh, but some spilled out of your mouth. Fridge glared at you.

 

“I hate this game.”

 

“Weakness; cake,” Martha said.

 

“Yes. My weakness is cake. Along with speed and strength. How the hell is strength my weakness? And why speed? It’s not like I’m gonna need it when I’m running away from a ginormous killer zebra or some shit!”

 

“You’re also a good weapons valet,” you said, trying to calm your giggles.

 

“And what’s that?”

 

“I think it means you carry my weapons and give them to me when I need them,” Spencer said. Fridge looked at him like he was crazy and was about to say something when Bethany interrupted with a shout.

 

“Guys! The map, it’s changing.”

Jumanji X Reader - Not Again Pt.3
Sorry for the couple days of no posting! I tried to find all of what Nigel kept repeating, but I couldn't find it anywhere and I could only remember the last bit so that's why the whole thing isn't in there. Sorry! Anyways, hope y'all enjoyed it.

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Green with specks of blue and red surrounded you. Not even two seconds later, you were falling through the air. The ground was steadily getting closer and you started to panic. Tree branches were hitting your face. When you were about to hit the ground, you tucked into a roll. A second later, someone fell next to you.

 

Scrambling away, you automatically reached behind your back. It startled you to actually feel something that you were able to grab. The grip was nice and you pulled out a broadsword. Pointing it at the person next to you, you took a defensive stance.

 

“Who the fuck are you and where the hell am I?” A hard look was on your face.

 

“Who are you?” You asked again.

 

The man looked at you and was about to speak when a bird scared him. He shouted out but you never took your eyes off of him. You heard yelling and when you looked up, you barely had enough time to dive to the side. Two people had fallen out of the sky and you trained your weapon on them.

 

“Where’s the rest of me,” one of them said.

 

“Who are you three?” The girl said.

 

“It’s me. Spencer,” the first one whispered. He turned to the girl who fell. “Martha?”

 

“That’s me. Who’re you guys?”

 

“I’m [y/n]. I think that’s Fridge over there,” you said.

 

“I’m Fridge, but how do I know you’re actually who you say you are?” Spencer screamed because of a bird again.

 

“Yup. That’s definitely Spencer,” Fridge said.

 

“Where’s Bethany?” You asked. Right then, a body barreled into Fridge. Martha had stifled a scream and Fridge just groaned.

 

“Get off of me!”

 

“Oh my God where are we?!” The person stood up and your eyes widened.

 

“Bethany? Is that you?” Spencer asked tentatively.

 

“Of course it’s me. Who else would it be?”

 

“Oh my God we’re in different people’s bodies!” Martha yelled. Bethany ran over to the river before anyone could stop her.

 

“Bethany. Bethany don’t look at it!” Fridge said. She ignored him and looked at her reflection.

 

“No! I’m an overweight middle-aged man,” she said. “Wait, where’s my phone?”

 

“That’s the least of our worries right now Bethany,” you said calmly. “What we should be focusing on is how to get back home.”

 

“But how did we get here?” Martha asked. “Maybe we can get back the same way.”

 

“Maybe we’re all in a coma,” Bethany said.

 

“All of us a coma. Together. That’s not what happened.” You rolled your eyes.

 

“Well it’s a possibility. You never kn—.” Bethany was cut off as a giant hippopotamus grabbed her.

 

“Holy shit!”

 

“You better get in there and save her,” Fridge said to Spencer.

 

“I’m not going in there. You go in there!” Spencer looked terrified.

 

“I’m not going. I have a backpack. You don’t get in the water with a backpack on, everybody knows that!”

 

“Everyone shut up,” you said. “We don’t know if she’s going to come back.”

 

Right as you said that, a bell sounded in the sky. You all looked up and saw Bethany falling. She landed not too far from where you were and you ran to her.

 

“Are you alright?” You asked.

 

“I guess so,” she said. “I can’t even with this place.”

 

“Uh, guys? I have a tattoo! My mom said she’d kill me if I ever got a tattoo.” Martha was panicking and you walked over to her.

 

“I have one too,” Spencer said. They were both looking at their wrists and when you looked at yours, you saw the same tattoo.

 

“I thought my next tattoo would be cooler,” you muttered to yourself. “Anyways, we need to figure out where and how to go home. Hopefully we can find it.”

 

“So you really think that we were sucked into the video game?” Bethany asked.

 

“Yeah,” you said with a nod.

 

“Well what do we do?”

 

“I don’t know. Does anybody have a map on them?” Everyone shook their heads and you sighed. “Alright. Let’s try to find higher ground.”

 

The five of you started walking when you heard a rustle in the bushes. They kept going but you stopped, eyes narrowing.

 

“[Y/n]?” Spencer called. “What’s wrong?”

 

“I thought I heard something,” you said. Just then, a hippo head came bursting out of the bushes. The others screamed but your sword was out and in the hippo’s head in a flash.

 

“Run!” Martha yelled. Everyone followed her instructions. You only ran when three more popped up. You knew when you were outmatched. Your avatars black hair kept getting in your face. Once you hit a stretch of dirt road, a jeep came towards you.

 

“Dr. Smolder Bravestone! Welcome to Jumanji!” The driver said. Wasting no time, the five of you got into the car. Martha, Bethany, and Fridge in the back, you and Spencer up front with the driver.

 

“The name’s Nigel. It’s so nice to meet you all.”

Jumanji X Reader - Not Again Pt.2
Part two is up! I don't know exactly how many parts this is going to be. At least five I think. I also might be deviating from the actual movie too.

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*AU! where Sword Art Online happened three years before they get stuck in Jumanji. Reader was stuck in SAO*






You were the odd one out at your high school. Everyone was at least a little bit scared of you and you knew exactly why. You just didn’t care. If kids were mean enough to totally ignore you because something happened to you that was completely out of your control, you would ignore them back. Sure, it could get lonely, but you had real friends from your hometown that you could always talk to.

 

The last class of the day was about to begin when you saw a mop of red hair cowering in fear. Your eyes widened when fists came raining down. Picking up your pace, you ran into the person assaulting the red head.

 

“Jesus Christ man! Can’t you watch where you’re going?” Derek yelled as he pushed you against the wall.

 

“I dunno. Can you stop punching people Derek?” You sassed back. Derek’s eyes hardened and he put his hand around your throat.

 

“Don’t you talk back to me, bitch,” he snarled. “I’m stronger than you and we all know it.”

 

“Try me,” you smirked. “I dare you.”

 

His hand started to tighten but you kicked the back of his knee. He started falling toward the ground and before he hit, you threw him over your shoulder. He hit the dirty floor hard. Squatting next to him, you let out a laugh.

 

“Stronger than me, my ass. You’ve always been weak. Stop thinking that you’re not.” You got back up and started to walk away, then you stopped.

 

“And don’t put your filthy hands on me again or you’ll really regret it. Got it?” You flashed him a sickly sweet smile.

 

“What is going on here?” The principal exclaimed. The other students were too terrified of you to speak. Before you could get any words out, Derek started talking.

 

“I was just walking to class when [y/n] started beating me up! She made me hit my head on the floor, sir.”

 

“Is this true Miss [l/n]?”

 

“It is no—,” you started.

 

“It is true! We saw it ourselves!” Someone watched yelled. Everyone started murmuring in agreement. Soon after, you found yourself in the principal’s office.

 

“Why would you do this Miss [l/n]? You’re such a good student too.”

 

“Do I have to keep repeating myself? I didn’t do anything. Derek was hitting a freshman so I bumped into him to make him stop. Then he pushed me up against the wall and grabbed my throat. I was only defending myself. And that kid. I have done nothing wrong.”

 

“You still beat up a kid,” he said.

 

“That’s the only thing that’s going through your head? Nothing about him punching a defenseless kid? Jesus Christ I hate this school!” You crossed your arms and closed your eyes.

 

“You were only going to get two days detention, but now you’re getting two weeks. Class is just about to end so wait here for the next fifteen minutes.” The principal left and you just rubbed your face with your hands.

 

‘Good going [y/n]. Now mom and dad are definitely going to kill you,’ you thought to yourself.

 

You were lost in thought when the bell rang. Classes were over and the first day of after school torture was about to begin. Four other kids came into the office and sat down next to you. The principal came up to the five of you and began talking. You zoned out, not giving a rats ass about that he was saying.

 

Almost mechanically, you followed everyone down to the basement of the school. You heard something about the room being turned into a computer lab and how staples had to be out of magazines. You nodded like you understood, but when the principal left, you dropped your bag on the floor with a loud ‘clunk’ and started walking around the room. The other kids looked at you wearily, already having heard what you did.

 

“For the love of God stop looking at me like that!” You looked at all of them. “I’m not some scary monster. I’m a human being that has been through some messed up shit. I had no control over it so just stop!”

 

“What exactly happened?” Bethany asked. “I’ve heard some stuff from the news, but I never believed them. Are you making all of it up to be special?”

 

“I’m not making anything up. Do you think that I wanted to be stuck in a video game for two fucking years? It was awful. To not know if you were going to die or not that day from something entirely stupid? If your best friends were going to die? I survived. You try being stuck in a video game then come talk to me about it.” Your eyes had darkened and Fridge walked towards you calmly.

 

“I don’t think she meant it that way [y/n],” he said. Bethany shrugged nonchalantly and Fridge sent her a look.

 

“It really happened Bethany. I would’ve been stuck in it if I was at my mom’s house that day. Luckily for me, dad doesn’t like video games in his house,” Spencer said. “[Y/n] is telling the truth.”

 

“So in the game, what did you do?” Martha asked. “I-If that’s okay to ask.”

 

“Are you serious in wanting to know what happened?” Everyone but Bethany nodded. She was wandering around trying to find a signal for her phone. You sighed and was about to start talking when the principal came back into the room.

 

“How’s it going? Getting some progress done?” He looked around wand when he saw that nothing had been done, he frowned.

 

“Just to let you know that if this doesn’t get done today, it gets done tomorrow.”

 

“But tomorrow’s Saturday!” Fridge said.

 

“I don’t care,” the principal said. “Just get it done.”

 

He left and Fridge threw his hands up in the air and walked around the room. Bethany kept looking for a signal while you, Spencer, and Martha started on the staples. You heard Spencer saying that he liked what Martha told their gym teacher.

 

“Hey, what’s this?” Fridge asked Spencer. “Is it an old school gaming system?”

 

“I don’t think so. I’ve never seen it before,” Spencer said.

 

Spencer hooked it up to the TV in the room and took a controller. Fridge picked one up too as the game started.

 

“Jumanji. A game for those who seek to find, a way to leave their world behind. This is the first I’ve played this game,” Spencer said with a shrug.

 

“Hey Bethany, want to play?” Fridge asked.

 

“Sure,” she said exasperatedly.

 

“Martha? [Y/n]?” Spencer said with a small smile.

 

You hesitated. You vaguely heard Martha and Bethany making snarky remarks while you weighed your options. There was no way you could get stuck in that game. There was no headgear. But something about those words made you uneasy. A hand touched your shoulder lightly and you jolted.

 

“You don’t have to play if you don’t want to,” Martha said softly. “I know I wouldn’t.”

 

You shook your head. “No, it’s fine. I’ll play for a little bit then start working again.”

 

Spencer and Martha smiled and everyone turned their attention to the screen. Fridge picked Moose Finbar, Spencer picked Dr. Smolder Bravestone, Bethany picked Professor Shelly Oberon, Martha picked Ruby Roundhouse, and you picked Kara Elliott.

 

Shortly after Spencer stared the game, you heard drums. The game started sparking out and you froze. Everybody else was freaking out and things returned to normal for a split second. Then Spencer started to dissolve. You just stared at him in shock and didn’t notice it happening to you until Martha shouted.

 

“No!” You yelled.

 

 

Jumanji X Reader - Not Again Pt.1
I've had this stuck in my head for the longest time and was finally able to start writing it. If you haven't seen the movie, I highly suggest going to watch it. It's amazing. 

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I'm a freshman in college starting in the fall and hope to become an EMT. I'm bi-lingual. I sing play the violin, viola, clarinet and piano. I'm very quiet to everybody, I am a very good listener. I only drink diet soda besides Mt. Dew. I read a lot. My favorite band is Falling in Reverse and I love screamo and heavy/death metal.

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